After Shanlilas left, quite a few Martial Artists came as well. They saw only the traces of battle, not a single person.
"What's going on? Why isn't there a soul in sight?"
"Hey, you got here early. What exactly happened? Where's the patrol?"
Some Martial Artists searched everywhere for information, but none received a definite answer.
Just then, a meteor streaked across the sky, dazzlingly bright in the night.
Only when it drew closer did the Martial Artists realize it was a human figure. Someone capable of walking through the air was undoubtedly a Grandmaster expert.
The Martial Artists on the ground immediately dropped to their knees in worship.
"Greetings, my lord!"
"Who knows what happened here?"
The Grandmaster expert got straight to the point, but not one of the low-level Martial Artists kneeling on the ground dared to answer.
Because they did not know what had happened either!
When no one responded, the Grandmaster expert immediately unleashed his pressure, forcing the kneeling Martial Artists flat onto the ground.
Just then, sensing another powerful expert approaching, the Grandmaster expert said nothing further.
Before long, the arriving expert came before the Grandmaster expert.
"Patriarch Holden Mans, what happened here?"
"Could it be that you cleared away that red light?"
Holden Mans rolled his eyes.
"Xiuste, I just arrived. I don't even know how this began or ended. Your question is unnecessary!"
"My speed is only a little faster than yours, that's all!"
He had originally intended to rely on being slightly faster to arrive first and seize the greatest benefit for himself.
Yet he had not gotten so much as a hair!
Xiuste, however, shook his head. He believed Holden Mans had already obtained the treasure within the red light, and there was a trace of anger in his voice.
"Patriarch